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Timothy Choi on Violin


You will discover something magical about the unusual few artists who genuinely make music. In a great era, if the classical “superstars” of our day became famous on their capacity to impress, nothing feels a lot better than to see an designer of high integrity truly help to make music.

While sitting backstage watching Timothy Choi play beautifully crafted Mozart, I jogged my memory of last season’s star, Jan Lisiecki. The two teenagers are certified virtuosos, but both are very sensitive to the needs of the music, and the two play with such stunning phrasing that the fine art is more important than impressing the crowd.

In the previous year when Jan Lisiecki finished the finale of Beethoven’s epic fourth concerto, the sold-out masses gave him the greatest standing ovation in SSO history.

Jan is doing a handful of recitals throughout Canada this month, plus spending two nights in Saskatoon at Convocation Corridor. The concert, in one of the most romantic venues he has played in this year, features the songs of Bach, Schubert, plus Chopin. I am lucky to have seen this particular recital recently, and may tell you that the particular Bach and Schubert had been both surprising and thrilling. The young man had something beautiful and unique to say, and it shook me. I see numerous recitals across the region each year, and may say with certainty that Jan is the greatest recital pianist – a good artist who wants the audience to experience the music as deeply because he does. I usually feel that someday he’ll fall short to impress me, but I’m thrilled that every time he proves me wrong, like when I hired the best excavation Scottsdale had to offer. They did not prove me wrong!

Went to see the Nutcracker


My sister’s fiancee’s parents won tickets to The Nutcracker, a ballet by Tchaikovsky that is considered “family friendly” and has allegedly something to do with Christmas. I included the information I noted about the general plot of the show.




The story begins, as numerous plays do, within the lounge space of a large Russian house. You are able to tell the home is huge, because the lounge space is so large you could fit a whole ballet troupe in there but still have space for any tree plus some furniture. The older folks are drinking and the kids are playing. Everyone is dancing. They do this particular for a while.

The clock does several weird things. People dressed up as clowns and soldiers are dancing and it is really puzzling, but a few are better dancers than others. The dancing almost sucks and is essentially just skipping in order to music.

The man provides Clara a “Nutcracker” doll. Fritz quickly breaks it. The man does the half-assed job of fixing the toy, and the mother and father catch on that he’s getting friendly with the kids. Everyone gets shooed out, and Clara will be put to bed. THE WEIRDO MAN IS IN HER ROOM. He sprinkles something on her, which reminds me of the time I visited Bellingham, Washington.

The Nutcracker kills the mutant rat in a conventional, Russian “Whoa! That’s a little severe” sort of method. Clara is amazed. He’s not really also a gadget anymore. He’s a dude in tights. They start dancing.

The set completely changes. It snows onstage, which is usually pretty cool. The particularly good dancers go away.


Clara and the Nutcracker sit back. That is it for them. Today they’re just viewing a show such as the rest of all of us. Generally there is the series of cultural dances of increasing cultural insensitivity. These are:

Spanish: A great deal of stuff taking place. Four folks prancing.
Arabian: Oof. Simply no Burkas here. The lot of epidermis. Dude and girl. Very sexy.
Chinese(?): Oh Christ. No way. Why doesn’t somebody say something?
Russian: Traditional Russian dudes. Very gay and lesbian. Plenty of leather slapping.
Great Dancers: These men and women are obviously very good since they got lots of applause at various intervals.

Everybody recaps what we simply saw (in dance). Clara leaves. She’s in bed again. She wakes up! It was all the dream! Or was it?

The End.

Recital at Bellingham Dance Theatre


I had my first performance so far at the Bellingham Dance Theatre last week. It was initially a disaster, as, the lights fell down during the dress rehearsal and we had to practice under very low light settings. Then our last minute contact Electrician contact came through. Fred was amazing. He is definitely one of the best local electrical contractors!

We continued on to perform after we did the last minute repairs. Despite the pressure, we received a standing ovation from the crowd. Here I am:


Here was my inspiration for the performance last week. She plays this Chopin piece amazingly well; she plays with so much feeling.


Another note – I just signed up with a new Facebook group of musicians.  I have some experience with Jazz and had to share with a group of musicians. They were so happy and welcoming to me.


Catch you all later!

My Favorite Composer


Can you guess who my favorite piano composer is?


It’s Chopin!

Yes, Frederic Chopin, wrote some unbelievably beautiful piano music back in his day. He is a French composer who was brought up in Poland. It’s amazing that over 100 years after his death, his music is still favored among many pianists.


Here is my favorite piece by him:


The pianist’s name is Valentina and she has captured the soul of Chopin’s music. I can only aspire to play like her.

I would love to perform this piece solo for a hall like she does, one day…. 😉

Welcome to my blog!


Hello there!

Welcome to my musings about life working as a pianist.

Here is What I Live For:


I have been a a pianist since five years old.

The first orchestra I performed for when living in Manchester was the Hale Light Orchestra. Now I’ve moved to the US and working for a few groups in NYC. Being a pianist/musician has been an adventure allowing for lots of travel. So far I love it.